As she turned back and went to the restroom I waited for her to come back. I sat down there admiring her beauty. Being a man. I thought do I have a ch...nce with her and I decided no harm in trying. Sometimes may be opportunity comes at the doorstep.Juicy pink lips. Nice broad shoulders and her pendant sitting just right at the start point of her cleavage. Shoulder length hairs. Her tight shirt holding her boobs with great difficulty. The buttons were stretched. The strap and marking of bra. "Sure, can I get your card?"Richie blinked at that. "Card?" Um... you know," the cashier repeated slowly, "a credit card."After a few seconds, Richie looked down in embarrassment, quietlyadmitting, "I don't have one."The cashier glared at her, snapping, "What are you on lady?" Then hegrowled, "Why don't you leave now."With that Richie nearly ran out of the store, feeling extremelyembarrassed. Even with the strange jiggling from the weights on hischest, he started running home. It was only at. She soon brought the Laptop & told me to sit beside her in the large diwan cum bed near the TV. The diwan was placed parallel to the drawing room window near the TV. After connecting the Laptop Power Supply to the power socket, I settled into the diwan beside her. She was already seated on the diwan, holding the Laptop on her Lap.While I moved to switch on the laptop button in front of her, my right hand slightly brushed her arm. She didn't mind the accidental brush and so I let my fingers rest. And she loved the rewards she gained from her assistance when the two of them retreated to Emma’s large bed and she could enjoy once again that slender frame, the perfect torso and the skills of a lover who nonetheless was carefully not to indulge in any of Emma’s rougher sexual practices. “I don’t want to appear in front of the camera covered in bruises,” she explained. “That would be most unprofessional. As I’m sure you agree.” Emma agreed sadly, but the quality of the other sex they enjoyed.